This battle, Ji Mingkong had truly lost.
And she had lost utterly and completely.
No matter how reluctant she was, she couldn’t change anything.
"Kill then!"
Ji Mingkong weakly shouted, "I would rather die than serve as your slave!"
"Heh heh, don’t worry, I have no interest in making you my slave. However, from now on, you’d better not interfere in my affairs, or else I will surely kill you!"
Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully, his demonic claw gripping Ji Mingkong’s neck as he continued, "But, I can’t just let you go without a penalty. Your Ancient Natural Dragon Martial Soul—I shall gladly accept it!"
"You dare, Ling Xiao!"
The sound, as thunderous as a clap of thunder, ca from the Sacred Emperor: "If you touch her, I will surely exterminate your clan!"
A hint of cold sneer and mockery slithered across Ling Xiao’s mouth as he looked down on the Sacred Emperor with disdain. At this mont, he was thoroughly disappointed in this Sacred Emperor.
"Your Majesty, the Sacred Emperor, are you being naive, or ignorant? At this point, do such words have any aning?"
As his words fell, Ling Xiao ruthlessly extracted the Ancient Natural Dragon Martial Soul from Ji Mingkong’s body and confined it within the Mountain and River World.
Perhaps because the Ancient Natural Dragon had followed Ji Mingkong for too long and was very loyal to her, it beca extrely violent once it reached the Mountain and River World, attempting to do sothing there.
But could it succeed?
The Mountain and River World was Ling Xiao’s turf!
"Long Tu, subdue him until he submits!"
The na of the Ancient Hell Dragon King was Long Tu, which was also the na of Ling Xiao’s Hell Dragon Soul.
In the Mountain and River World, he was far more powerful than that Ancient Natural Dragon King.
Just the will of the Mountain and River World alone was enough to give the Ancient Natural Dragon a hard ti.
Ignoring the battle within the Mountain and River World, Ling Xiao kicked Ji Mingkong out, with not the slightest trace of pity or tenderness.
Ji Mingkong accelerated towards the ground, but since she was conscious, she likely wouldn’t die from the fall.
And in this mont, although the heavens and the earth still thundered incessantly, the spectator stands were as silent as death.
Everyone looked at the Martial Arts Platform in horror, watching Ji Mingkong.
Watching the Holy Son who had once stood so proudly above the clouds.
Disbelief was written all over their faces.
Especially the people from the Heavenly King Sect and the Sacred Dynasty Royal Family—they wished they could gouge out their eyes and replace them with new ones, because they couldn’t believe what they had seen, that such an event could occur.
Ji Mingkong!
The most outstanding talent among the younger generation on the Heavenly Dragon Continent. At rely the age of twelve, she had already swept across all martial artists under twenty years old on the Heavenly Dragon Continent, gaining the honor of being the first among the Six Young Masters of the Holy Dynasty.
At the age of fourteen, she successfully stepped into the Heavenly Man Realm, erging as the most distinguished youth following Yu Xuan Yue and Ji Fulin.
And now, at the age of fifteen, nominally sixteen, she was already a martial artist of the Taiji Heaven level in the Heavenly Human Realm.
Such a rate of cultivation was, even if placed in the entire Heavenly Dragon Continent, ranked within the top three in ten thousand years.
Yet, such an outstanding chosen child of heaven.
The Holy Son exalted to the skies by everyone, was defeated by a warrior of beggarly origins.
Even after entering the Twelve Sects, this little beggar had joined the Moon Hua Sect, ranked last among the Twelve Sects.
This reality was sothing many found hard to accept.
Because most people had regarded Ji Mingkong as their unbeatable goddess, yet such a goddess had actually lost to an unknown nobody.
But if you set aside prejudice and think carefully about it, many suddenly realized that in front of Ling Xiao, any so-called genius should feel ashad.
According to reliable information, Ling Xiao was just a martial artist at the lowest level of the Martial Vein Realm a year ago, and didn’t even know that there was a realm of cultivation above the Transcendent Realm.
Yet now, he had transford, becoming a master of the Heavenly Man Realm, which was above the Transcendent Realm.
This truly was unbelievably incredible, his promotion felt like a myth.
"He’s only fifteen years old!"
Such a calm and imposing person, aside from his slightly youthful face, it was really hard to associate him with being just fifteen.
You know, most young martial artists at fifteen are only around the seventh or eighth layer of the Transcendent Realm.
The more formidable ones are, at most, Half-step Celestials.
In this Martial Arts Tournant, Ling Xiao might not be the youngest of everyone, but among the Twenty Heavenly Prides, he definitely was the youngest, and also the strongest.
Thinking of this, Qin Bi Xue, Bai Qianjiao, Mo Wu Shang, and others who had fought Ling Xiao all couldn’t help but swallow and had shocked expressions on their faces.
Even the sect masters of the various sects were deeply shaken in their hearts.
Such amazing potential at such a young age, what would the future hold?
"What a pity!"
Si Kong Zun shook his head slightly, his face showing a very complex expression.
If only he had paid more attention to Ling Xiao before, perhaps such an outstanding disciple wouldn’t have ended up in the hands of the Moon Hua Sect’s good-for-nothings.
Now, not only was there no chance of taking Ling Xiao as a disciple, but they also had to beco enemies.
"How I hate it! Why did I choose Ming Tian and not him!"
Demonfla Celestial was even more annoyed.
Originally, when he sent a disciple to snatch a disciple from Master Baiyun, bringing back Ming Tian, he thought it would be enough to infuriate Master Baiyun.
He had also spared no effort on Ming Tian.
But now he suddenly realized that he had been blind, what if he had chosen Ling Xiao at the beginning?
"I’m thoroughly convinced now, this kid is gradually catching up to us old folks."
On the side of the Moon Hua Sect, Golden Light Heavenly Lord shook his head and laughed bitterly.
Before, he had only thought that Ling Xiao had potential, was smart, and having his own disciple follow him might be beneficial.
But now he suddenly found he might have underestimated this kid a bit.
"His progress is completely different from Ji Mingkong’s, every advancent is between life and death. Many tis, he might have almost lost his life; it’s truly remarkable that he could persist until now."
Divine Sky Heavenly Venerate nodded and said, he had once been biased against Ling Xiao, thinking that Ling Xiao’s killing was too decisive.
But now, thinking back, if Ling Xiao had been hesitant and indecisive, he probably would have died long ago without a trace left.
"When I rescued this child from that Demonfla fellow, I was certain that this child had limitless potential, but I didn’t expect him to defeat the Holy Son in front of so many people; this has indeed surprised greatly."
In the indifferent eyes of Guanghan Celestial Venerate, there was also an utmost shock.
"Guys, can we stop with the sentints? Senior Brother Ling just confronted the Sacred Emperor and discredited the Holy Son right to his face. He’s probably in danger."
Leng Hao scratched his head anxiously.
"Don’t worry, with here, no one can hurt him unless I die!"
The cold voice of the Moon Lady sounded, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.
"As for you, take this chance to leave while it’s still chaotic. Once a fight breaks out, I won’t have the ti to protect you."
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